Chapter 145 A woman who is "immature" needs to be treated in a different way.
"You...you..."
Zhang Bo's pupils dilated sharply; now he finally understood what Shi Yu meant.
She's insulting him.
They scolded him for being a busybody, like a dog trying to catch a mouse.
Uncle Zhang's face darkened, and as he gritted his teeth, he spoke in the tone of an elder lecturing a younger person, "Shi Yu, are you really so insensible that you don't give me any face at all?"
"Do you think I have the nerve to talk to you?" Shi Yu almost rolled her eyes.
Has he forgotten what he did to himself while he was aiding and abetting evil?
"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"
Too lazy to waste any more words with him, Shi Yu walked past him and left gracefully.
"Damn it!" Zhang Bo stared at Shi Yu's back, his old face terribly gloomy.
Even Lu Yizhou would give him some face, so what is Shi Yu?
hateful!
Since I promised the man with pockmarks, I have to keep my word.
Otherwise, wouldn't that be embarrassing for oneself?
Uncle Zhang turned his head and glanced at the store.
Just now, Yu came out from there without buying anything, and her expression seemed a little off.
Something must have happened.
Thinking of this, Uncle Zhang quickly walked over.
The proprietress knew Uncle Zhang, so she didn't hide anything and told him the whole story directly.
"Plastic sheet..."
Zhang Bo seemed to be deep in thought, and a sudden idea came to him.
...
After buying Xiaobao a lot of nice things, Shiyu returned to Jin's hometown.
The grandfather and grandson were overjoyed when they learned that Shi Yu would be staying at their house for the night.
Especially Xiao Bao, who was jumping around and holding Shi Yu's little hand, refusing to let go no matter what.
"Good boy, Xiaobao." Shi Yu affectionately patted his head. "How about I take you to cook?"
Her space was rich in supplies, and there was a wide variety of seasonings.
Ordinary people simply can't compare.
It has everything, including Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, and black pepper powder.
She's also a good cook.
So she wanted to cook something nice for the grandmother and grandson.
"Okay!" Xiao Bao happily followed Shi Yu to the kitchen.
Seeing this, Mr. Jin smiled.
He turned around and picked up a large shovel of firewood, intending to heat up the kang (heated brick bed) in the west room where Shi Yu would stay that night.
Dinner was ready quickly.
Shi Yu prepared a three-dish meal with a soup.
Stir-fried mixed mushrooms with meat, braised pork, stir-fried bamboo shoots with sausage, and tomato and egg soup.
The staple food is scallion pancakes.
It has a perfect balance of saltiness and is golden and crispy.
Take a bite and pair it with some vegetables, it's simply divine!
Xiao Bao ate heartily, his mouth dripping with oil.
A smile appeared on Jin Lao's face; he was truly... truly happy.
This meal allowed him to taste the long-lost flavor of home, touching the softest part of his heart.
"Alright, Xiaobao, stop eating. You'll only make yourself feel full." Shi Yu smiled.
She affectionately pinched Xiao Bao's nose, pulled him to her side, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
This little guy is so greedy; she's really afraid he'll overeat if he keeps eating.
"Okay!" After taking one last reluctant look at the food on the table, Xiao Bao patted his round belly.
Then, he took Shi Yu's hand and said, "Sister Shi Yu, would you come with me to play in the backyard for a while?"
“Okay!” Shi Yu agreed.
The two got up and went to the backyard.
At this moment, Mr. Jin got up and was about to pack his things when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Mr. Jin assumed it was a neighbor coming over for a visit and didn't think much of it.
To everyone's surprise, a strange man walked in.
He was a bit short and had a face full of pockmarks.
"Who are you?" Jin Lao asked subconsciously, puzzled.
“Oh! I am…” After a pause, the pockmarked man deliberately lied, “I am Shi Yu’s friend.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he was drawn to the aroma emanating from the table and instinctively looked over.
"Gulp!" The pockmarked man swallowed hard, his eyes glued to the screen.
Oh my god!
He had never eaten any of these delicious foods before.
Does this old man live the life of a god?
Upon hearing that he was Shi Yu's friend, Old Jin was immediately relieved.
He said politely, "Shi Yu went to the backyard, I'll go call her. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Why don't you sit down..."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
Before Mr. Jin could finish speaking, the pockmarked man impatiently plopped down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.
“Uh…” Old Jin was stunned for a moment.
This kid... is too "honest"!
After giving him a deep look, Old Jin didn't say anything and turned to call Shi Yu.
...
At this moment, to help Xiaobao digest his food, I'm playing a gentle game with him.
"Shiyu! Your friend is here to see you."
At this moment, Mr. Jin walked over.
"friend?"
Shi Yu thought it was Boss Zhang or Xiao Ru, because those were the only people she knew in the town.
When Shi Yu returned to the house, she was stunned to see the pockmarked man hunched over the table, wolfing down his food with grease dripping from his mouth.
"Who are you?"
The man with pockmarks looked up.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." The pockmarked man, who was suddenly caught off guard by seeing Shi Yu's delicate little face and stuffing food into his mouth, choked a little.
After calming down, he quickly stood up, his face flushed, and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Then he glanced down at it and wiped his hands on his clothes.
After doing all this, the pockmarked man couldn't wait to reach out his hand to Shi Yu.
"Shiyu, hello there!" He smiled so hard his eyes almost disappeared.
He lowered his eyes.
Shi Yu noticed the other person's oily fingertips and couldn't help but frown in disgust. "I'm asking you a question. Who are you?"
"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. You can just call me Brother Ma."
"Brother...?"
Shi Yu's gaze unconsciously fell on the dense pockmarks on his face, and her lips twitched, almost causing her to burst out laughing.
I must say, it's quite fitting.
But then, when she heard the other person say that he knew Uncle Zhang, Shi Yu's face immediately fell.
"You can leave! You're not welcome here."
"Don't be in such a hurry to kick me out!" The pockmarked man curled his lip, then changed the subject, "Shi Yu, I'm not looking for you to date, I'm looking to do business with you."
"Buying or selling?"
“That’s right!” The pockmarked man raised his chin, looking very proud of himself. “The proprietress is my aunt. She has her own reasons for not selling you the plastic sheet, which I can’t tell you.”
"but……"
“It’s a waste to just leave that plastic sheet lying around. I have a way to persuade your aunt to sell it to you.”
"Are you sure you can do it?" Shi Yu crossed her arms, looking very doubtful.
"Of course," the pockmarked man said confidently. "My aunt only has me as her family. When she gets old, she'll be counting on me to break the pot and send her off in her final days."
"If I insist, she'll definitely listen!"
The man with pockmarks repeated the story exactly as he had agreed with Uncle Zhang.
The landlady wasn't his aunt at all; he didn't even know her.
But it doesn't matter. As long as we can lure Shi Yu out, then whether she submits or not will be out of her control.
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